Chapter 1298
My Empire Chapter 1298
2020-12-30
Chapter 1298 1300 FacesIn just a moment, those white clothed Swordsman who did not have time to open their True Qi Body Protection were all caught Explosion shreds. This time is not an attack at the tactical level, the orbital bombing itself is a genuine battle destruction for the traditional army.
In the absence of complete protection, a deployed army may be directly destroyed by an orbital bombardment, so an ordinary attack for a space fleet can achieve a campaign effect in the traditional sense.
It's a pity that because the distance is too far, the accuracy of orbital bombing still needs to be improved. After all, even if the accuracy of the muzzle is only a tiny bit different, the distance reflected on the surface of the planet thousands of miles away is as much as a few. Ten kilometers away.
But dozens of shells, the shells equivalent to the small Heavenly Staff of God, even if the accuracy is really not high, are enough to make opponents jealous.
Because even one hit of such a shell is enough to cost an army a lot. In front of him, the Sword God Sect's army collapsed instantly because of such a direct hit.
In an instant, the hundreds of white clothed Swordsman at the center of the explosion were no longer able to find complete corpses, and even some fragments no longer existed. Under the explosion of this level, the only thing that can survive in the end is the debris mixed with the soil.
At the same time, the white clothed Swordsman who were far away from the center of the explosion no longer had the elegant demeanor they had just walked out of the Transmission Gate. , South, West, North.
The terrifying The earth shook and the mountain quivered just now, the terrifying tragic explosion just now, as if this world nature is against them, as if the anger contained between Heaven and Earth.
"Mengxi! Mengxi Little Junior Sister! Where are you?" With difficulty, he struggled to get out of the more than one foot thick floating soil, a young swordsman squinted his eyes, before he had completely settled In the haze formed by the falling dust, I was looking for my sweetheart.
No one responded to him. He suddenly tripped over an arm that was exposed to the floating earth. After staggering to stabilize his body, he turned his head and pulled the arm desperately.
The owner of that arm was pulled out of the ground like this, and half of his body was exposed. It was an embarrassed middle-aged Swordsman. He closed his eyes and did not speak, as if he had passed out.
The young Swordsman continued to pull hard, and suddenly found this same sect middle-aged man, only the half of his body was exposed.
"Ah!" The young Swordsman saw the tragic scene and fell down in fright, sitting directly on the other corpse.
He felt the softness of his body, which was completely different from the loose earth. So he turned around in a hurry, just when he was about to say sorry, he saw a face that had been cut in half by the gravel.
"Ah! Ah!" He was frightened by this miserable half face, the soul flew away and scattered, and continued to scream and crawled to the other side.
Because he was too nervous and too scared, he didn't realize that the air at this moment was enough to make his breathing difficult, and the turbid dust mixed with the smell of various flesh and blood directly rushed into the air pipe , enough to cause huge damage to the lungs.
"Crack...cough! Cough cough!" Finally, the uncomfortable lungs began to protest to the reflex nerves, and the youngster began to cough violently. This cough, mixed with blood and saliva, mixed with the sand in his mouth, sprayed out all at once, and sprinkled it on his white clothed front that was no longer clean.
With such a violent explosion, the people around him were killed and injured, how could he be unharmed. The terrifying vibrations had already damaged his guts, had destroyed his foundation.
The humming still reverberated in his ears, and the young Swordsman was still staggering forward in the deep regolith. He walked step by step, stepping on broken corpses and stones that turned into powder, walking with difficulty.
"Is there anyone?" Although he couldn't hear any answer, the endless "weng" voice was still in his ears, but the youngster was still vomiting blood and shouting loudly.
It seems that only this kind of shouting can make him find a sense of security in this dim environment where mountains burst and ground split can't see his fingers.
Just when he couldn't hold on and fell down, a pair of big hands, although slightly withered, but very powerful, took him into his arms.
The white-haired old man supported the severely injured Disciple, and the disdain and contempt on his face had long since disappeared. He narrowed his eyes, trying to see the new world in front of him through the heavy fog.
He found that he could no longer understand this world, because in the past years, in countless days and nights, he had never encountered such a situation of bizarre and motley in front of him.
"It's okay! It's okay! Everything is okay! Your senior brother and senior sister, it's okay...it's okay..." The old man lowered his head and comforted the man who had not calmed down until he died. child, there was an inexplicable anger in his heart.
The white haired old man loudly shouted, and a burst of energy radiated from his body, blowing all the surrounding dust that was still falling into the distance.
As this aura swept away the dust that fell from the sky, there were finally some white clothed Swordsman who were lucky enough to survive, struggling to get up from the sea of corpses and blood.
Even with such a terrifying attack, there are still white clothed Swordsman who can survive. They opened their defense Spiritual Qi in time, and finally managed to protect themselves.
However, many of the same sects around them that have not had time to prepare can no longer be resurrected.
"Someone! Come on! Someone is injured!" A female Swordsman finally pulled out an injured man with a broken arm from the gravel, shouting loudly to the surrounding people. People come to help.
It's a pity that no one has time to help her wounded here, because there are wounded everywhere and pitiful people who need help everywhere.
Some of them lost an arm, some lost a leg, some had something pierced through their abdomen, or they just had a bruise on their arm.
A female Swordsman who was covered in dirt had just climbed out of the floating soil, and a male Swordsman stepped forward with concern, took off a bottle gourd around her waist, and poured out clean water: "Junior Sister! Let's wash, wash your face, and see if you're injured."
It's still far from the blast range, so they weren't affected much, so everyone around was busy. Check your own condition, and wash the dust from your clothes and body.
The female Swordsman glanced at the male Swordsman gratefully, took the water in her hands, and carefully washed the dirt on her face.
Then, she lifts the head, showing her most gentle and charming smile: "many thanks Senior Brother..."
"Where are you from... "Seeing the woman's makeup-removed face coming from the lifts the head, the male Swordsman subconsciously took a step back, turned pale in fright, then couldn't help rolling in his stomach, and suddenly bent down and opened his mouth: "Ouch..."
(end of this chapter)